Friday, August 13, 2010

The Sniffle

The Sniffle

by Ogden Nash

In spite of her sniffleIsabel's chiffle.Some girls with a sniffleWould be weepy and tiffle;They would look awful,Like a rained-on waffle,But Isabel's chiffleIn spite of her sniffle.Her nose is more redWith a cold in her head,But then, to be sure,Her eyes are bluer.Some girls with a snuffle,Their tempers are uffle.But when Isabel's snivellyShe's snivelly civilly,And when she's snufflyShe's perfectly luffly.